To The Bastard Who Was Taking Pictures of Me With His Cellphone This Morning
You're lucky I don't hit boys.
Now. Get off my lawn.
posted by Phelony Jones at 8:42 AM
jeudi, mai 03, 2007
You're lucky I don't hit boys.
Now. Get off my lawn.
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- Nom : Phelony Jones
- Lieu : Milwaukee, United States
Live from the Front Range of Colorado. This is the incomplete story of my so-called Vintage Life.
Something old, something new, some things I hope work never sees.
My core belief is in being the master of my own parade.
I hope you enjoy reading my spry, off-kilter spew as much as I enjoy writing it.
6 Comments:
Only in Milwaukee...as opposed to, say, Brookfield, or Merton...
So when you buying that 12-ga Browning shotgun?
Ya know, Phel...you sound awfully camera-shy for a pin up...
:-)
Just around CREEPS.
No, for real, that's just rude and intrusive. Would you like some bastard freely and overtly taking pictures of your girlfriend? Your mother? Your adult daughter?
Oh...crap...I am so sorry! I didn't think you would notice!
Well c'mon! You were totally blatant about it! By the way, you really need to hike up your pants and take a shower. The blonde highlights don't do anything for you, either.... :)
And, I'm guessing this isn't the same guy from the news story this morning?
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